He's shooting himself in the foot.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng explained several times after the lesson happened.

But Xie Qingcheng is too much of a father, and a professor, other nonsense can be forgiven, but this incident makes him unable to get over it. After a few days, Xie Qingcheng didn't want to talk to him.

Adjusting He Yu's mindset is one thing, but He Yu messing with him is another. Xie Qingcheng's minefield has been stepped on, it's unlikely that he won't give the other side some color.

The heavens are watching, and the opportunity to give color is fast approaching.

On this day, Xie Xue made a phone call to Xie Qingcheng.

"Brother, did you know that the University of Shanghai and the Medical University are having a centennial celebration?"

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, one of the activities is that the two schools will make a joint film and television production, the kind that is not on-line, and then it will be put on the campus website, and there will also be a joint viewing."

Seeing that her brother didn't interrupt her, Xie Xue continued, "Although it's just a practice piece for fun, because of the centennial of the University of Shanghai and the University of Medical Sciences, the university took it seriously and gave a lot of money to our teachers to organize students from related majors to shoot it properly. I think it's a great opportunity, and I've already started writing the script. Can you come and be the medical director?"

Although Xie Qingcheng had little interest in this matter, since it was Xie Xue who made the request, he still said, "Send me the proposal and I'll take a look."

"Ohhhhhh yeah! Definitely oh! You're going to give me a shout out!"

Not long after hanging up the phone, Xie Xue sent him a complete planning document. The students and faculty of HU already had a general direction for the filming, and because they wanted to interact with the medical university next door, they tentatively titled the school's Christmas movie "A Hundred Morphologies of Sickness", a unit drama about the encounters of various sick and marginalized people in society.

Xie Qingcheng sat in his office sipping a cup of chai, clicked on the file and browsed through it, realizing that the production needed a lot of actors. Xie Xue had already marked some of the roles on the document that had been signed up by students, but there were still ten or so left vacant.

As usual, the students would be more interested in such a hilarious play-acting, and the fact that there are any roles left is presumably due to the fact that they're not very likable.

He looked at it and it was right.

Some of those unasked-for roles are caregivers who take the shit out of patients, pregnant women with intense pregnancy reactions, and gay men who have intimate interactions with their rivals.

With HU's attitude, even if it's a practice shoot, as long as it will be kept on file at the school, the students will be asked to portray it realistically, meaning that if they play a caretaker, they really have to pour out their feces and urine, if they play a pregnant woman, they really have to vomit, and if they play a gay man, they really have to kiss and hug. Plus this time it's the centennial birthday of the dual schools, so it's even more impossible to let go.

If no one signs up for these tricky roles, they'll all end up having to be captured.

Xie Qingcheng After carefully reading the planner, remembering He Yu s operation on his own coursework, he couldn t help but narrow his eyes slightly ...... He pondered for a moment and picked up his cell phone to dial back Xie Xue s number.

"I'm done reading your e-mail."

He leaned back in his office chair, twirling his pencil and speaking slowly.

"I'll go as a medical director, but there's one requirement."

"What request? Just tell me, brother!"

Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes reflect a short biography of some gay character parked on the screen.

His eyes swept indifferently over the string of text that took up an entire page of PowerPoint behind him, "I think there's a role for He Yu to try out."

Although Xie Xue was puzzled by Xie Qingcheng's behavior of "bringing people into the group", He Yu was originally a student of the relevant majors, and before that, he saved the day and took over a small drama, and he was also handsome, so even though this kind of person is studying choreography, whether he will be the front of the stage or behind the scenes in the future is not known.

Xie Xue thought about it, probably because his brother and He Yu have a good relationship, after all, since he grew up to see the child, perhaps his brother wanted to give the child a chance to exercise, so he readily agreed to Xie Qingcheng's request.

He Yu couldn't refuse the teacher's request, so a few days later, He Yu came to the rehearsal group of the unit play "A Hundred Diseases" after he got off his study hall.

He is going to rehearse one of them, "Sick Love," a unit of plays that react to the current state of gay existence.

When Xie Qingcheng walked over, He Yu and another lead actor were in the middle of a scene.

He Yu was originally a freshman and a non-acting major, so he didn't have to go to morning work and didn't take too many acting classes. Though he had previously saved the day by playing the fifth male role in a grassroots drama, the role itself resonated with him, so it was fairly easy for him to act. This moment to receive a gay role, it is a kind of tortured him.

Xie Qingcheng leaned over to the side and watched for a while - compared to the acting he had seen on that previous visit to Hang City, He Yu's level of performance had simply dropped off a cliff.

No, it would be polite to say a precipitous decline; it would be more accurate to say a Broken East African Rift Valley decline.

What's that he's playing? The script says it's a private date between the main character and a same-sex couple, both of them have to show their youthful love and lust, but Xie Qingcheng watched it for half a day and didn't see any love in He Yu's performance, and the AI's acting skills are better than his.

"How much do you love me? What would you give up for me?" The rival boy had good qualifications and acted deeply in love, asking as he wrapped his arms around He Yu's neck.

He Yu said lightly, "Love you so much, I'll give up anything you want me to."

"Then look me in the eye."

"......"

The next scene is supposed to be He Yu staring at his first love for a long time, and then suddenly love surges and he can't restrain himself from lowering his head and kissing the other person.

However, He Yu stared at the boy for a while, the expression was ugly, the other party is not like his first love, is simply his father's enemy.

"Brother, kiss me." The boy wrapped his arms around his neck, and since he was walking through the scene, he didn't have to be particularly concerned about continuity, so when he saw He Yu's indifference, he shook his arms and softly said.

When he softened his little voice, He Yu couldn't hold it in any longer and pushed him away, asking the director with a pale face, "Excuse me, can I borrow a seat?"

Responsible for this unit is the director major of the second year of study, especially axis of a cool schoolmate, she mercilessly shook her head: "Other people over there can be negotiated, I can't here, I wrote clearly when I reported the actor's requirements, my play does not accept borrowing."

He Yu: "......"

"But now it's just a walking scene, you don't have to let him kiss for real." The school director turned to the boys again, "And you, don't push too hard, you have to let Mr. He get over his psychological problems, don't you? After all, he's not you, you're the famous faggot in my school, and he's the famous straight guy in my school."

The young boy is kinda happy to be called a faggot, he's not the same kind of hidebound gay guy, but is too extreme to believe that everyone must accept LGBT or else the coffin of history should be opened to seal all the heretics in to be buried with old Buddha Cixi.

He Yu is relatively restrained, he's homophobic but doesn't say it outright, and the younger boys assume he's the type that can be broken up and played with enthusiasm as well.

That's why Xie Qingcheng bullied He Yu and deliberately cast He Yu in this role, which was also a way to beat the snake. He looked at He Yu with a look of motion sickness, his face so green that it almost rivaled the sour plums on the branches in May, and finally felt more comfortable-

He Yu was great to lead when he was younger, but since their reunion, He Yu's heart has gone up along with his height and he no longer takes him seriously and dares to fight him.

It was only until this moment, when Xie Qingcheng watched his helplessness, that he finally regained some of the feeling of having crushed him.

Thinking like this, even though he was born with a serious and icy face, his edges couldn't help but soften a bit.

That's pretty funny.

"Yo, Professor Xie." The director saw that the medical director of A Hundred Diseases Born had arrived, and it just so happened that there was an intermission at this moment as well, giving He Yu time to adjust, so he chatted with Xie Qingcheng.

"He Yu really can't do it. He's terrible at this."

"Yeah."

"Alas, you don't want to talk to him, you tell him about the gay community is the same as normal people, that love, what is the difference? You see him acting like a dead man, I really can't stand it ......"

Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette and said, "Then call him over."

He said, disgusted with the noise of the place, and went to wait behind the stage curtain in the rehearsal room.

After a while, the Tie Qing-faced He Yu came in with a flick of the curtain, the red velvet curtain fluttering behind him. The red velvet curtain fluttered behind him. Covered by the curtain, there was no one else here, and as soon as he came in, he thumped Xie Qingcheng and pushed him against the wall with such force that the cigarette between Xie Qingcheng's fingers touched the ash, and his whole body was pressed tightly against the cold wall.

"Xie Qingcheng, do you want me to get you killed."

Xie Qingcheng was also very tall and was being pressed by He Yu, but did not look vulnerable.

His peach blossom eyes surveyed He Yu indifferently : "I told you to learn to be calm in any situation."

"......"

A soft sarcasm tinged with the smell of tobacco smoked between their breaths, Xie Qingcheng whispered, "You don't understand, do you?"

"......"

"Loosen me up."

After a few seconds, He Yu thought that he couldn't really strangle him to death, and pushed Xie Qingcheng hard.

"You know I hate gays and you still let me act."

"Why." Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and bit down on his cigarette, from He Yu's angle, you could vaguely see his fine white teeth, "You can't even overcome this emotion, what else is there to talk about."

"You're taking a personal vendetta."

Xie Qingcheng laughed, somewhat mockingly, "Then even if it is. What ...... can you do with me?"

"......"

"Go and act properly." Xie Qingcheng raised his hand to straighten He Yu's collar, and behind the dim curtains, he raised his eyes to leisurely look at the youth he had tossed around.

"I'm looking out for you."

"-- He Yu, back! It's starting!" The director was shouting outside.

He Yu Sen stared at Xie Qingcheng for a while.

"You wait."

Xie Qingcheng said carelessly, "Go ahead."

He Yu went out again with a sullen face.

Rehearsals began once more.

This time it's even worse, He Yu looked like he was seasick before, now he looks like he's seasick, like he's going to die. The more the boy pestered him, the more he tried to get him into the movie, the more he resisted. It's like the cow doesn't eat grass and presses its head.

The next time, He Yu and the boys acted out the scene a few more times, but He Yu's performance was so bad that he could list no less than ten mistakes in the interpretation of every line and every action, and none of them went through smoothly.

The cool director yells, "Cut!" again. , and then rolls his script and yells at He Yu, "Ancestor! Are you a robot? Can't you relax your body movements a little bit? Don't act like you're about to be raped, okay? You love him! You love him very much! He's your first love, you're 15 years old, you're naive, you're reckless, you think the future's bright, you're full of courage to fight against the whole society, do you even understand this kind of feeling? Big brother! It's the fifth time! Can you walk the heart ah!"

Thanks to He Yu's good temper in the eyes of the public, that kind of anti-social personality didn't come out in the open, and everyone thinks he's a good student and a role model, so he dares to be like this to him.

But He Yu really doesn't have much heart to hold a grudge against his senior sister either; he's on the verge of having a seizure from the boys' overly hot and sincere stares.

As soon as his schoolmate was stuck, he let her scold him and raised his own hand to cover his forehead, pressed his protruding temples, and walked in place a few times to calm down.

When he was driving around, he saw Xie Qingcheng and was so angry that he almost didn't pounce on him and strangle the culprit who was leaning against the wall with his long legs folded.

Xie Qingcheng smiled coldly at him, lowered his head and pulled out his cell phone, and returned the favor in the same way. So after three seconds, the cell phone in He Yu's pocket vibrated.

"...... Sorry director, I have a message, I'll read it before I start."

"Hurry up and watch! You're so bad at acting and you're so full of shit!"

He Yu clicked on the message that Xie Qingcheng had just sent to him in plain sight.

"Godfather" sent you a message.

"Godfather" is He Yu's note to Xie Qingcheng, because he thinks he is too much like a feudal patriarch, sometimes even more of a father than his own father.

Xie Qingcheng : Very dedicated, I'm waiting to see your kissing scene.

He Yu's expression instantly turned cold to the extreme, startling the girl next to him, "What's wrong?"

Xie Qingcheng turned his head and pursed up the corners of his lips, looking cold and quiet, He Yu's madness seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He Yu slowed his breath, his almond eyes unblinking as he stared at Xie Qingcheng with a deadly glare that seemed to want to press Xie Qingcheng down hard and then nail him through and through the wall, "...... It's fine."

Just then, her characteristic loud voice came from the school director's side: "Huh? Is that so? Does that make sense?"

The crowd managed to get the director's attention, and it turned out that the actor's director had gone over and said something to her, and she was taken aback, sizing up the other person in disbelief.

But this schoolmate at least respected her seniors, she hesitated for a moment and finally nodded, "That's fine, it's okay to try, just do what you said. His acting is bad enough anyway."

After saying that, the director waved at He Yu from afar, "Schoolmate, come here for a moment!"

He Yu asked himself that he hadn't been afraid of anything in his nearly twenty years of living, but with this wave from her, he was actually a little reluctant to go forward.

Xie Qingcheng folded his long legs and sat on a chair with an indifferent face, urging with his mouth, "Go."

He Yu had no choice but to use "You're dead! Wait for me!" He Yu had no choice but to glare at Xie Qingcheng with a "You're dead!" look, and then walked towards the director's side as if he were on his way to the execution ground.

Who expected the director's Zhu lips to open, lightly fell who did not expect a few words: "He Yu, you change the opponent to try first."

He Yu was stunned for a moment and frowned, "Changing opponents?"

"Right." The director replied with a small wave of her hand, not very patient. Seeing that He Yu's rival boy was also shocked and trying to open his mouth to protest, she didn't wait for him to speak and immediately calmed him down, "It's just a temporary change, so don't worry, be quiet, there wasn't much time left tonight."

He Yu then continued, "Take your pick of those present, any cat or dog that looks good to you. I'll give you time to communicate with each other, and I'll see how it goes."

He Yu was unsure at first, but then he realized what was going on and narrowed his eyes before slowly turning his head back, licking the roots of his teeth as he turned back and showing even his tiger teeth in a grin he hadn't hidden well.

"No need to pick a director."

He looked over to Xie Qingcheng, who was still in a good mood and leaning against the wall watching the show, and smiled:

"That's him."

Director:"...... You're going to play opposite our medical director?"

"No?"

The director looked puzzled and whispered to He Yu, "You should change it, he's not from our school and he's such a famous professor, it's not easy."

"I don't feel much for anyone else. I just see him as slightly more agreeable." He Yu tenderly said, "Senior sister, please let me try with him."

The cool sister director is fierce, but after all, she's still a straight woman of steel, and it's hard not to be swayed when she's coaxed by a handsome man in such a warm and soft voice.

"That, that's fine ...... then I'll go talk to him ......"

"No need. I know him, I'll just go talk to him." He Yu smiled, his person had already walked towards Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng had already vaguely heard their conversation, and with a subtle look on his face, he watched He Yu walking towards him. He Yu was very polite in front of outsiders, and very gentlemanly shook Xie Qingcheng's hand, and brought him back behind the curtain.

The gentleman's face changed as soon as the red tent fell.

From gentle, he became a scummy rogue.

He Yu leaned over amidst the rolling and fluttering sway of the red tent, pressed himself against Xie Qingcheng's neck, and murmured softly, "Prof. Xie, have you ever thought that there is another kind of retribution in this world, called present-day retribution?"